A/N: Hey guys! I'm fixing up this story so I'll be adding a revised chapter every few days or so....I'd do it all at once, but I have other stories I'm working on and only a limited amount of free time when I'm not to tired to write. So I hope you enjoy the revised chapters and I'm hoping you'll review em and tell me what you think, it makes me happy to read your thoughts and comments.

Disclaimer - I own nothing from Four Brothers. I only own my characters Reagan Webber, Jake Webber and any others I chose to add.

Profile:

Name: Reagan Webber

Age: 16

Hair: Shoulder length black

Eye color: Pale blue

Height: 5'2

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Name: Jake Webber

Age: 34

Hair: Short blond

Eye color: Dark brown almost black

Height: 6'

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~Chapter 1~

I was free once, but that was so long ago that its only a haze in my memory. I can't remember what it feels like to love or be loved in return, the only emotions I know now are anger and despair. I don't feel fear anymore either, because I've realized the worst someone could do is kill you. I have no fear of death, in fact I welcome it with open arms. Why should I fear death? It would be an end to my endless pain. I would finally be free again.

Your probably wandering who I am. So I'll tell you. My name is Reagan Webber and I'm sixteen years old. My father, if thats what anyone who beats their own child can be called, is a hot shot defense lawyer, but thats not where most of his money comes from, he's a drug dealer on the side and because hes a lawyer no one looks to close or sticks their nose where it doesn't belong. He wasn't always like this. He used to be a decent father and husband, but when my mother died, so did my father. The man he was now was nowhere near the caring, loving person he had been. I barely remembered what he had been like at all now. All I saw when I tried to think back to those days was the cruel person he had become. A person who beat his daughter. Little did I know all that was about to change and the world I knew would be shattered, but in its place I would find a new world full of exceptance and even love. My father got a job transfer to Detroit and I was about to meet the sweetest lady in the world, Evelyn Mercer and her sons, who would become a very big part of my life. And just maybe heal the wounds Jake created.

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It was my first day at my new school in Detroit. We had been here for a week, me and Jake. I probably should have started school earlier, but I was needed to unpack all the stuff because god forbid Jake do it himself. Now I was standing in the hallway of my new school trying to figure out where to go for my first class as the bell rang. The secretary had given me a map, but the stupid thing was useless! Shrugging my shoulders I threw the map in the garbage as I started walking down the hall. I looked at the numbers on the doors not really caring if I was late or not. I mean seriously what were they going to do? Give me detention? Like I cared it just meant more time away from daddy-dearest.

I had walked down about five different hallways and up one flight of stairs before I finally spotted the classroom I was supposed to have my first class in.

" You must be Reagan. " The teacher said as I walked into the classroom.

I nodded my head, not really in the talking mood. I didn't talk a lot, I usually didn't feel the need to. Its not like I had anyone to talk to anyway.

" Why don't you tell us something about yourself." He suggested.

I stood where I was and stared at him until he told me to sit down next to a boy named Jack and pointed to the only empty seat in the overfilled classroom. I sat down in the seat indicated and dropped my bag on the floor after pulling out a notebook I probably wouldn't do more then doodle in.

" Hey I'm Jack Mercer." The boy next to me said, not like I actually needed the introduction since the teacher had said his name when he pointed to the seat. " whats your name?" He asked me when I didn't respond.

I ignored him and eventually he got the hint and left me alone. It wasn't that I didn't like him, I didn't even know him, but I tended to avoid people when I could. Jake didn't like me socializing and sometimes it was just easier to listen to him. Even if it meant he got what he wanted.

Class went by pretty fast, it was History and I didn't really pay attention to anything the teacher said, I was to busy listening to my ipod and doodling. Why would I care what happened five hundred years ago? My other classes were pretty much the same aside from Art. Art was pretty much the only class I had ever liked. It was the last class before lunch and ended far to quickly for my liking. Jack was also in the class, but he kept his distance this time.

When the bell for lunch rang I grabbed my bag and headed to the cafeteria, I didn't get anything to eat instead I sat down at an empty table near the back of the big room and took out my sketch book and continued drawing the picture I had been working on in Art.

" Wow! That's really good!" A voice said from behind me, I turned around to see Jack looking over my shoulder at my drawing and glared.

" Do you mind?" I snapped closing my sketch book with a loud crack.

Great...and I thought I'd thought he wouldn't bug me anymore.

" No not really. So you wanna tell me your name now?" Jack asked sitting down at the table beside me, taking a bite out of an apple.

" If I tell you, will you go away?" I was actually starting to like Jack, he was stubborn, and persistent.

" No. But if you don't I'll have to make up a name for you, and I don't think you want that. I'm not good at making up names." Argh...

" Fine. Its Reagan Webber."

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I didn't know it then, but this was the begining of the road to my new life. But it was going to be a long time yet before anything got better.